Palm Springs has been inhabited for more than 2000 years. An oasis in the desert, the city itself was incorporated in 1938. It’s a place where the mountains literally rise out of the ground and stand sentry. The sun highlights some peaks and casts others into deep shadow. Palm trees reign supreme and I assumed that this was where the city got its name. But palm trees don’t grow in straight lines – at least not naturally!
When they happened across the area in the early nineteenth century, Spanish explorers called the place, ‘Ague Caliente’ (hot water). So we have the ‘springs’ part explained. They also referred to it as La Palma de la Mano de Dios or The Palm of God’s hand. Hence the palm. Others say that there were two palm trees beside the spring but that’s a little too obvious if, perhaps, the most likely explanation.
First inhabited by the Agua Caliente Band of Cahuilla Indians, the reservation itself officially began in 1896. Then the movie stars came east from California and in the 1920s, the city began to boom. Home to the greats like Frank Sinatra, Elvis Presley, Lucille Ball, and Bob Hope, the street names still tell their stories.
During World War II, General George S. Patton’s troops used the desert to train for their invasion of North Africa. The old El Mirador Hotel (that had a full grown lion in a cage over the entrance) and which is now the site of today’s Desert Regional Medical Center, once served as Torney General Hospital, treating US wounded. The hospital was staffed by Italian prisoners of war, housed at the adjoining detention camp. More recently, it’s famous as a film location with the likes of Ocean’s 11 and Diamonds are Forever being shot there.
The city practically closes for the summer (May-September) and reopens in October. With temperatures as high as 120 degrees, it’s not surprising really. Many residents are snowbirds – those who come to the desert to escape the winters of Alaska and Canada. Many are retired. For the first time in a long time, I was the youngest in the room. But even that wouldn’t entice me to move. Lovely place with some jaw-dropping scenery. But it’s too damn hot.
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8 responses
I really enjoyed reading this. Very informative and interesting background about this beautiful place.
Thanks for dropping by. Palm Springs has really intrigued me. Can’t begin to imagine how people function in that heat!
True. But the magnificent view somehow compensates, right? Interesting.
So many times in the couple of days I was there, I found myself marvelling aloud at those mountains and the palms and the shadows. It really is jaw-dropping. A lot like in Alaska – but with totally different temperatures!
Mary Murphy http://www.stolenchild66.wordpress.com
Lovely. I wish I could go there in the future. And if I do, I’ll keep in mind the things you’ve written here. Thanks a lot for sharing.
Hi Mary,
You taught me a few new things that I didn’t know about my home of the past 9 years! Mountains and shadows have me intrigued also but still miss the magnificence of Alaska (not to mention the coolness at this time of year)
I don’t think anywhere could ever touch on Alaska, Donna. That’s truly God’s country.
Mary Murphy http://www.stolenchild66.wordpress.com